song for whoever

Philippa and I exchanged little Easter gifts today. I gave her a necklace with a heart and our initials on it. Soppy and clichéd, I know, but women do seem to like these things, and she was very touched. My present from her was a little mp3 player that clips on your shirt sleeve and stores 500 songs. I told her I would wear it while cycling, and got a 30-minute lecture on road safety.
She had put one song on it, which she said was special and would tell me how she felt about me. I wasn’t allowed to listen to it until she left, but she did tell me that it was by Kate Nash. I ruined the moment slightly by saying “Isn’t she that skinny shit with the whiney voice who sounds like Lily Allen’s talentless younger sister?”
Anyway, I’ve just listened to it, and it made me cry.
The lyrics go:

“Birds can fly so high, and they can shit on your head.
They can almost fly into your eye, and make you feel so scared.
But when you look at them, and you see that they’re beautiful;
that’s how I feel about you.”

If that really does sum up her feelings, then we may have something very, very special.

RC 24-4-11